RIP Colonialist – The Last Post

Dear followers of my dad, Les Noble’s, blog.

It is with great sadness that I have to inform you of Les’ untimely passing on the 13th March after a supremely courageous battle with cancer. He was ill for some time, but nothing totally prepares you for the finality of death and we are struggling to come to terms with his loss. We couldn’t have asked for a more devoted husband, father and grandfather as I’m sure you’ve all witnessed from his regular posts on the achievements of his family. He derived so much pleasure from his Blog and all the wonderful people he corresponded with on it. Thank you all so much for your supportive comments and encouragement – sending off his regular posts was definitely his ”happy place” and one of the few things he could still do right at the end. He’s left us with such a wonderful legacy of amazing novels and beautiful compositions – he will surely remain in our hearts forever.

Fond regards

Robyn and family.

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February Belatedly March-ed

So Feb, from clinging on, has moved on.

MBH came out of hospital yesterday, rather rickety but improved quickly. Unfortunately, more procedures are indicated.

Can’t find a suitable picture for this one – I don’t think a gore and guts one would be appreciated.

© February 2020 Colonialist

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Never Rains . . .

It has rained all day. Even when I ventured out to get this photo of the success of my Rain Catcher it suddenly poured on me gleefully, catching me out in the open.

Another pouring thing is that Much Better Half has been in hospital all day to have a cyst drained. This, on top of all my own visits! She was admitted at the crack of dawn and then languished in bed for the whole day until late afternoon before the procedure was done. Why is it that the medical profession expects one to be on time, but never are themselves?

© February 2020 Colonialist
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Swimmingly as a Gala Occasion

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Jeneva qualified to participate in the Top 8 Gala at her school yesterday, and in  spite of being a bit out-of-sorts she went like a bomb.

My great regret was that due to my health problems I was unable to watch. The trek to the pool is a fairly long one, and over uneven terrain.

She took part in every race for which she was eligible in her under-9 age group and achieved no lower than fourth in any of them out of eight swimmers; cheered on by a supportive sister.

Detailed results:







These results gave her a medal for JOINT SECOND in the Gala.  I am one proud grandpoppy!


© February 2020 Colonialist


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Too Maw Egg Skew Sis

I have two excuses for the recent absence – both self-sufficient.

One is that on Saturday I was re-admitted to hospital feeling grotty.

The second is that, also on Saturday, the internet and phones went down yet again and only returned today.

I had the runaround on Saturday. From every test and scan in the book to the High Care Ward and finally to the General Ward.  There I have been languishing since, watching far more TV features than is good for me. I did enjoy ‘How to Train your Dragon’. Toothless reminded me so of Blatt, our black cat,  with the same slitted eyes and evil look.

© February 2020 Colonialist
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Unwelcome Hospitality

Here we went again: another day, another hospital.









This may seem welcoming enough, but the reality was that it was a rack of torture. Successive blood transfusions and no sleep for about 48 hours. Also, total incontinence requiring a nappy. Such fun! Let me see: what sounds go with that apparel? Oh, yes. ‘Wah, wah, wah, sob, sniffle!’

© Colonialist February 2020 
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Times Increasingly Interesting

The wrongly-sourced curse of ‘interesting times’ (it is not Chinese but probably American) has certainly come upon us.

Most the past week has been spent in hospitals, clinics, doctors’ waiting rooms, or travelling from one to the other. One Specialist alone was three hours late in seeing us. Much Better Half is taking a turn as the invalid. The doctor found a massive tumour on her stomach area. The ultrasound and CAT scan make fascinating viewing.

Then a diagnosis of a cyst was arrived at, and she will go into hospital shortly for treatment. Malignancy is considered unlikely, thank heavens.

Today I was too weak to take the scheduled chemo, and am being booked into hospital for a blood transfusion.

Didn’t stop me from fitting some supports to the base of one of the swing uprights, though. With no way of going deep my theory is that burying horizontal supports will do the trick. We shall see when access to a suitable digger is gained.

© February 2010 Colonialist
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